"Ah the strangers speak both the pretty words and the harsh ones and that one plays music how lovely shall we dance?!" says the voice from the north in sylvan. From the south the voice switches to draconic, "You want to play?! We can continue to play and have fun!" Swayed by the words and music both entities suddenly pop into existence and you see two tiny little faire dragons hovering high in the air. The one to the north is pink with orange accents along its spine and tail while the other is red with similar orange accents.

As Daventry ruffles the head of one of the dragons a bit of glitter falls off it's wings to the ground and small puff of smoke leaks from its nostrils. "Hey!" It shouts in sylvan as it conjures its own mage hand ruffles your hair in return.

The two creatures then fly toward each other and start swirling and twirling around each other. As they move as one they leave a trail of harmless glitter behind them, dancing to Triäsa's music. The pink one glows slightly and a bright rainbow spray of color erupts as they continue their dance, elegantly weaving through and around the bushes and plants. As they do so they shower everything (including you all) in a shiny silver glitter which seems to be harmless.

Red: 4

Pink: 3

“The pretty words of the forest are much nicer are they not?” Pardot replies in sylvan with a smile. Looking up he adds, “And how did the two of you find yourselves here?”

"Yes, as I suspected faerie dragons, annoying little creatures. Try to keep them distracted Triäsa and we can perhaps leave this folly." Ludolf says turning to common again.
Unless there seems to be any books left in the arboretum Ludolf tries to discreetly leave the arboretum. Stealth if needed:13

Triäsa smiles as she sees the two creatures and continues to play.  Finally breaking into song she sings 'Fairy Dance' - more of a children's song,  but it is whimsical and upbeat. 

Ludolf is just about to leave as Triäsa breaks into song. For some unfathomable reason his will to leave the arboretum has left him, leaving him behind sitting down, listening to her voice, strangely pleasant, even though he didn´t care much for the choice of song.

Daventry shakes her head. "Naw, not a bit. But they're cute, whatever that are... And seem pretty harmless." She turns to Klin. "Though looks like you got yourself whammied. Feeling alright?" 

The pair stop their dancing and look gleefully toward Parot, "All words have a place I suppose but yes, we do prefer these." The pink dragon says in sylvan. "We have been here for a long time though time is difficult to keep track of here. Fistandia brought us from the Feywild when we were even younger. A gift we were for her from the plane on one of her many travels!"

At the suggestion of leaving they pair look a bit disappointed but relent, "We did have alot of fun but if she promises to come back," They circle above Triasa, "and sing for us again I suppose you can go."

@Klin you shake off the affects of the powder and quickly return to a more normal state. While nothing appears to be wrong with you, you can't help but feel a little sad without the overwhelming joy you jusr experienced.

There don't seem to be any books laying about you got a rather good look prior to the insanity just moments ago.

Triäsa smiles at the pair, "Of course.  I will come back and play another song before we leave this place,"  she says in Sylvan.

To the others she switches to Common, "We should go from these fabulous creatures.  For now." 

She straps her lute across her back again and heads to leave the room.

Daventry nods to Pardot and Triasa. "Glad someone could understand them. Now, if we ever come across a drunk and surly dwarf, I got us covered!"

She pauses a moment. "Guess we kind of already had that, before Klin killed the guy. Right dead, he was, never got to trade up his book and be a Seeker." She flashes the monk a grin then pushes back to the hallway, going for the next closest unexplored doorway. 

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Daventry nods to Pardot and Triasa. "Glad someone could understand them. Now, if we ever come across a drunk and surly dwarf, I got us covered!"

She pauses a moment. "Guess we kind of already had that, before Klin killed the guy. Right dead, he was, never got to trade up his book and be a Seeker." She flashes the monk a grin then pushes back to the hallway, going for the next closest unexplored doorway. 

This literally caused me to start laughing out loud in my office. You may have inspiration. Well played.

As the singing stops Ludolf returns to his normal grumpy self and follows behind Daventry to the next unexplored room.

"Sure, that's exactly what a crafty murderer would say!" Daventry teases the monk.

Triäsa smiles absently as she watches the exchange between Daventry and Klin.  She tries to keep as close as she can to Daventry so she can peek into the next room. (Perception: 18)

Pardot grins at the two small dragons as the group leaves the room and tosses them each a berry of his ((down to 5 from 'yesterday')), following the others out.

"You may think you are not a murderer Klin, but you are definitely a killer. You are obviously well trained with that blade, so your order doesn´t seem to be entirely peaceful, am I right?" Ludolf asks the monk, curious over his seemingly naive perceptions of the world.
Perception peering into the next room:9